He makes it look very simple, but I'd be prepared to bet that I could foul it up!
It proves what I had expected, bedmaking is easier and more straight-forward if you are taller. He flicked the duvet cover over the bed without having to go onto the bed to pull it down and straighten it.
He makes it look very simple, but I'd be prepared to bet that I could foul it up!
It proves what I had expected, bedmaking is easier and more straight-forward if you are taller. He flicked the duvet cover over the bed without having to go onto the bed to pull it down and straighten it.
I am 5 foot 2 inches tall and use that method successfully. It's a lot easier if you can walk round three sides of it though.
TICTH trying to eat out despite being single. This normally goes one of two ways:
1. Table Service
The wait staff try to hide your miserable solitary state from the rest of the customers by seating you in a dingy corner somewhere. For example, today I was invited to sit at a shelf in an attic room (perhaps a converted store); I declined on account of there being Actual Tables available in the main seating area. From my table I saw them try the same trick on another customer, who was Not Having It either.
2. Self Service
By the time I have reached the front of the queue and obtained my tray of fancy comestibles, one member of a couple ten minutes behind me has bagged the last table while the other queues. Thus leaving me to beg a corner of another table occupied by the least unfriendly looking folk in the establishment. In winter I sometimes claim a seat in advance of queueing*, by throwing my coat over it... but in summer, I do not have surplus garments for this purpose.
*I know this is poor behaviour but in my defence, I am always willing to share the table with other folks.
My mum and my paternal (maiden) aunt would both ask for a table for two. They would then order and consume before their nonexistent companion arrived.
Both ladies always carried cardigans to claim chars or tables.
There is a tearoom near here which will not accept single customers. I wouldn't go there if I had a crowd with me.
I'd take my business elsewhere.
By the way, reporting back on last night's dinner (and my just-finished breakfast). Airport hotels don't seem to find it strange for a woman to be dining alone. They also realize that one probably wants a quickly served breakfast, since there are planes to be caught.
The problem is I have wiped its location from my mind. I have a mental picture of the surroundings from a web report, but risk the horror of actually trying to get in by mistake, and then having to think of a suitable riposte. (The problems of identifying places by geology. It is probably somewhere along the scarp of the Greensand, and would be overlooking the Weald, were it not for the trees!)
My mum and my paternal (maiden) aunt would both ask for a table for two. They would then order and consume before their nonexistent companion arrived.
Both ladies always carried cardigans to claim chars or tables.
Now those are clever solutions! I am not very cardigan oriented, but maybe I can find something similarly portable... thank you for sharing the family wisdom. This bachelor uncle is grateful
There is a tearoom near here which will not accept single customers. I wouldn't go there if I had a crowd with me.
I'd take my business elsewhere.
By the way, reporting back on last night's dinner (and my just-finished breakfast). Airport hotels don't seem to find it strange for a woman to be dining alone. They also realize that one probably wants a quickly served breakfast, since there are planes to be caught.
Glad to hear that you were well served.
Airport environs do seem to be better - at least in that regard. Also, I much prefer an overnight stay in an airport hotel to getting up at 3am for an early flight (I live at some distance from the nearest airport) if I can find a good deal.
During the day I am always equipped with my day pack and Nordic walking poles. I always claim tables before going to the counter to order as it frees up my hands and ensures I have somewhere to sit. I am perfectly willing to share.
Nordic walking poles, which I use because I walk faster with them and can navigate our post-earthquake footpaths more safely, are not very common here and an unexpected consequence has been people offering me a seat on the bus.
My mum and my paternal (maiden) aunt would both ask for a table for two. They would then order and consume before their nonexistent companion arrived.
Both ladies always carried cardigans to claim chars or tables.
Now those are clever solutions! I am not very cardigan oriented, but maybe I can find something similarly portable... thank you for sharing the family wisdom. This bachelor uncle is grateful
Maybe you can get a cheap cardigan from a charity shop for this sole purpose lol...
Cold sores - again. Damn things just healed a couple of days ago and they're trying to make a comeback. If the Zovirax doesn't work this time, given that it's been properly applied. I shall chain myself to some railings - or (in the words of my maternal Grandfather, send the manufacturer "a stiff note on a piece of cardboard".
Rang my water supplier. Surprise, surprise, put on hold. Immediately deafened by shouty, throbbing pop music. Had to hold the receiver a foot away from my ear, and could still hear it. Counting small mercies. At least it was only 5 minutes.
Back in 2009, there was a 90th birthday party concert for Pete Seeger--singer/songwriter, activist, and old cootest of all old coots.
The clip is from the concert. Many music all-stars were there, including Bruce Springsteen. He said, "Pete's going to come out here in a moment, and he's going to look a bit like your granddad--if your granddad could kick your *ass*!"
Surely the best music for a company that carries out water treatment would be that well-known music hall favourite They're moving Father's grave to build a sewer
Whoever vetoed the initial provision of a hospital bed for D, which means we now have to wait for the divan provided instead to be removed before she can be discharged again. No, I have nowhere to store a spare bed, sorry. (Well, just possibly up two flights of stairs and filling the spare room completely so I can't access anything there. Nope.) If they hadn't quibbled about that bed, there would be one there now, with its electrical gizmos and air mattress.
Infomercials. I’m waiting in an exam room while my mom gets a CT scan. A volunteer asked if I want the room TV on. I said ‘no, thank you’. While I was helping Mom, the volunteer turned the TV on. It’s an extremely irritating infomercial station. It’s too high up for me to find the off button and there is no remote.
The TV in the waiting area of our local A&E seems to have episodes of Friends on a permanent loop. I'd like to think its there to sort the genuine sick from the malingerers, but IME it sends anyone with half-a-brain and some knowledge of first aid straight home again while the stupid but not sick stay put.
A certain financial services company that signed me up unasked, for a paid subscription. No problem: call in and please press '2' to unsubscribe. An hour and a half later, still on hold. Hung up and called helpless credit card company, but at least they gave me a direct number into the scammers. After only twenty minutes on hold they agreed to cancel the subscription. I could have driven to their office in the time I was on hold, but judging by the background sounds, the "customer service representative" was located in south Asia.
Infomercials. It’s too high up for me to find the off button and there is no remote.
Is there a wall plug?
I read somewhere that some company had invented a universal "turn it off" remote that could be used in bars, airports, etc. That was the last I heard of it. Maybe it's still around.
All TVs in waiting rooms etc. have been placed there by Beelzebub plc.
They have. And they have all, by design, been placed too high to reach. (I once had a device that would quietly turn them off, but it didn't last long, and I never found another one. Damn.)
(ETA: Crossposted with mousethief. That was the one.)
Back in the days when I still needed to deal with a teller in the bank, I waited for ages in the queue. There was a TV set up high out of reach on both sides of the queue. Tuned to different channels.
It could be worse. Our local hospital had an informative little film about how you could get food poisoning from a chicken sandwich if you hadn’t washed your hands before preparing it. Approximately every 5-10 minutes the hospital information page would disappear and the film would start again. I know every line, every close up of the hands, every anguished look up from the toilet.
I complained at the audiology clinic that having music on while waiting for appointments wasn't likely to make most deaf people feel relaxed, just extremely annoyed that they couldn't hear it properly. That's funny they said, a lot of people have said that. Not sure if they've changed the policy. I now tend to turn off my aids and watch for my number to come up before switching them on again.
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It proves what I had expected, bedmaking is easier and more straight-forward if you are taller. He flicked the duvet cover over the bed without having to go onto the bed to pull it down and straighten it.
I am 5 foot 2 inches tall and use that method successfully. It's a lot easier if you can walk round three sides of it though.
Good grief...
I wouldn't go there either, even with a busload of friends.
My mum and my paternal (maiden) aunt would both ask for a table for two. They would then order and consume before their nonexistent companion arrived.
Both ladies always carried cardigans to claim chars or tables.
I struggle with that, but struggle more with blankets getting free and falling off.
I'd take my business elsewhere.
By the way, reporting back on last night's dinner (and my just-finished breakfast). Airport hotels don't seem to find it strange for a woman to be dining alone. They also realize that one probably wants a quickly served breakfast, since there are planes to be caught.
Now those are clever solutions! I am not very cardigan oriented, but maybe I can find something similarly portable... thank you for sharing the family wisdom. This bachelor uncle is grateful
Glad to hear that you were well served.
Airport environs do seem to be better - at least in that regard. Also, I much prefer an overnight stay in an airport hotel to getting up at 3am for an early flight (I live at some distance from the nearest airport) if I can find a good deal.
Nordic walking poles, which I use because I walk faster with them and can navigate our post-earthquake footpaths more safely, are not very common here and an unexpected consequence has been people offering me a seat on the bus.
Maybe you can get a cheap cardigan from a charity shop for this sole purpose lol...
a much better idea
Oh yes - a pac-a-mac might do it... there seem to be a lot of choices online. Simply unpack at the point of need: either rain or seat-claiming
Or Bernard Cribbins singing 'There I was, digging this hole...'?
"Hole In The Bucket", performed by Kris Kristofferson and Ani DiFranco (YouTube).
Back in 2009, there was a 90th birthday party concert for Pete Seeger--singer/songwriter, activist, and old cootest of all old coots.
The clip is from the concert. Many music all-stars were there, including Bruce Springsteen. He said, "Pete's going to come out here in a moment, and he's going to look a bit like your granddad--if your granddad could kick your *ass*!"
My Dad's song in that condition was I Will Take You Home Again Kathleen".
I read somewhere that some company had invented a universal "turn it off" remote that could be used in bars, airports, etc. That was the last I heard of it. Maybe it's still around.
They have. And they have all, by design, been placed too high to reach. (I once had a device that would quietly turn them off, but it didn't last long, and I never found another one. Damn.)
(ETA: Crossposted with mousethief. That was the one.)
I checked Duck Duck Go for "gadget to turn off TVs in waiting rooms".
I found out two things:
--Tv-B-Gone is probably what you're looking for;
and
--Other people feel the same way.
Such as:
--It isn't good for your body to spend motionless hours in an uncomfortable chair?
--If you run away to answer the call of nature, your chair may be occupied by someone else when you return?
--Stale vending machine food can have unfortunate tummy results?
Looks useful. I wonder if it works through hotel room walls...